If I die first honey, save my ashes,
To scatter on your grave.
Let my ghost, haunt your last breath.
Don’t move on or be brave.
If I die first, fill the oceans with your tears.
You loved a woman flawed and free,
Tell them about my dreams and fears,
Tell everyone why you grieve me.
Darling, I hope I die first,
Because I know what I’d want you to do,
But if you died first, my love,
I wouldn’t know how to live without you.
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very good write, enjoyed the read
The poem revolves around love, loss, and the deep emotional bond between two people. It expresses a poignant desire for one partner to outlive the other, highlighting the pain and sorrow associated with the thought of separation through death. The poet conveys a hope that their love will endure even beyond death.
A most passionate love poem that speaks of death and a bond up to it. Most lovely
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